Sylvie Regulus Black.
It has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Sylvie Lydia Malfoy was betrothed to Regulus Arcturus Black since the day she was born. Contracts sealed, unfaithful to the contract will result in death.
Regulus Arcturus Black.
Two peas in...
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"Here we are," Alec said placing down 3 shots of firewhiskey.
It was a Hogsmeade weekend so the three of us were currently stored away inside of Hog's Head Inn. After everything had gone down in the Slytherin common room, I needed an escape.
"Argh," I grumbled downing all 3 shots.
"It was one for each, missy," Alec said strictly.
"It's fine, you would've had to get more for us anyways," Bella's voice ran through the small pub.
"Trixie," Meda said surprised seeing her older sister.
I looked up pushing the shot glasses away from me only to see Bella and Cissy taking a seat across from us.
"I guess I'll be the bigger person and go buy more," Alec said sarcastically.
"Thank you dear," Bella said in the same tone.
"Can I have a shot," Cissy asked.
"Nope," Meda said straight away.
"Don't even think about it," Bella threatened.
"Oh, please," Cissy begged.
"Narcissa," Bella warned.
I snickered, "Don't worry Cissy, I'll sneak you some!"
Cissy smiled, "They are right here, you know."
I looked at him in fake shock, "Oh! I must not have seen you both!"
Bella shook her head, "We saw what happened. Reggie can be such a bitch sometimes."
"I'm relieved that Alec knocked some sense in him," Meda said rolling her eyes.
I sighed, "To be honest. I sort of hate him. I hate him!"
"Syl, don't say that," Cissy said holding my hand.
"It's true, and it's starting to become more real by the second," I expressed.
"I can't believe he wants to act one way in the common room, another way when making out with you, and another when talking to you," Bella yelled receiving looks from nearby wizards.
I furrowed my eyebrows, "How—?"
"Andy filled us in," Cissy cut in.
"Sorry," Meda smiled sheepishly.
"I gave up on counting, too many shots! Here are cups and here is the firewhiskey," Alec said dropping everything on the table in defeat.
We all poured ourselves a glass (even Cissy was allowed one) before I asked, "Is our marriage always going to be like this?"
